My Cheating Girlfriend Pt. 03

Part 3: The Video

The next morning, Gwen and I were making breakfast like usual. Things were a little more quiet between us than usual. Other than that, Gwen was acting like nothing happened. I had felt a little relieved she didn't question me about what I was doing or why, although she probably knew.

While we ate breakfast, a question was gnawing at me. If I was right- and Kade not only fucked my girlfriend, but came inside her- then pregnancy could be a concern.

"Hey, are you on birth control?" I asked. Since we'd never had actual sex, I never knew. I never minded that she never let me fuck her, as I was always more submissive and concerned with connection anyways. But then I realized after over a year of dating, she never mentioned it. I assumed she wasn't. Just based off that, but still felt it should be brought up.

"Why do you ask?" She said. This caught me off guard. Gwen wasn't usually defensive like this, especially a simple question.

"Well, you know. I just wanna make sure you're doing things safely." I was surprised to hear that come out of my mouth. I had strong evidence my partner was cheating, and that was my main concern? I questioned what was wrong with myself in my head.

"Doing what safely?" She said, angrily. "Do you think I'm fuckin cheating on you?" Gwen spouted. Now not only was she unusually defensive, but more aggressive than typical too. Things started to become clear to me, though I shouldn't have needed more evidence.

Still, seeing Gwen rude to me like this was getting a reaction out of my dick. As I ignored it, I said "Well I'm not accusing you of any-"

She cut me off before I could even finish. "Wow, so, I hangout with this guy once, and you think I'm just letting him fuck me? Is that what you think of me, I'm some whore?"

Things were reaching new levels for us as a couple. Gwen and I had never really argued before, but I'd be lying if I said her anger didn't turn me on.

"You know what, I'm just gonna go. I'm gonna go to Kayla's for today." She abruptly left the table and went into our room. I sat there dumbfounded for minutes as she got dressed.

Then, she left the house in a long sleeve knit crop top and some leggings that really made her ass pop. I couldn't help but stare her sexy body down as she angrily left.

Needless to say, I was quite confused. Then I heard an engine roar and depart. It definitely wasn't Gwens car, so I looked out the window. Her car was still here, but she wasn't. Meaning she left with someone minutes after our fight.

An hour or two later, I was feeling guilty. The worst part is I knew I didn't do anything wrong, but still felt pathetic. I decided to call Gwen and try to apologize.

The first time I called rang to voicemail. I hesitated and thought about leaving it alone, but decided to persist. The second time I called her, she answered after 5 rings.

"Hello- gh," I heard Gwen say and give a little grunt as if she bumped into something. My first instinct was to ask her if she was okay from whatever she just did.

"Hey babe- are you okay?"

"Oh my god," Gwen said annoyed. "Mmf! Yes- ugh- why?" She sounded as if she was doing something physical, or challenging.

"Well, I just wanted to apologize for earlier," I said, feeling stupid even as I said it.

"Okay," she said as she grunted. I could still tell she was annoyed, but then heard what sounded like a clap in the background. "Anything- uff! Else??" She let out a little moan in the middle of her sentence.

Then it dawned on me what was happening. Slowly, without saying I word, I started to slide my hand down my shorts as I begin to realize.

"I just," I stammered, trying to get the conversation to last longer. "I just feel bad. When do you think you'll be home, love?" I asked as my hand gripped my dick.

"Ugh!" She moaned. My hand was going furious on myself now while Gwen was denying things. "I don't- ugh- I don't know!" She let out another little moan. "Fuck- Mmf"

I had to catch her while she was getting railed. "What are you doing baby, you sound stressed?" I had a feeling this question would only make her more annoyed, which I was trying to do.

"You stup- uh! Fuckin- ughh!" She sounded like she was getting railed even harder. I was stroking myself like a madman now, getting off to the sounds of her getting off. "No can you- fuck- can you just leave me alone- fuck!" She squealed. I heard another two claps in the background followed by her little moans. "Fuck!"

Then suddenly, I heard a few scuffling noises and some settling. Gwens voice was much quieter now, leading me to think she dropped her phone.

This must have just caused them to stop caring, because although they were faintly heard, it was still easy to tell what was happening.

"Fuck!" I heard her moan desperately. "Fuck yes, ugh!" I heard another clap and some muffled male voice come through for a second.

"Yes I do- yes!" She said, followed by some more moaning and some more muffled words. My cock was already about to explode, just hearing her talk like that. I couldn't help cumming all over myself as she moaned, "Fuck yes sir! Please, fuck! Mmmmm! Yes! Yes!" I heard her squeal the way she does when she cums on my tongue.

Hearing her orgasm was all it took. I blew my load all over myself, anxious pit in my stomach, hands shaky. My heart was racing and I couldn't believe what I was hearing as I heard another spank. Then, I heard a loud male grunt.

As things quieted down, I hung up the phone. The idea that I sat there and listened to that outright violation of our relationship -and got off on it- was incredibly embarrassing and I didn't want her to know. However, looking at the mess I made all over myself, I was starting to wonder how far I could let this go.

...

The rest of the work week went by, and Gwen grew more and more independent. She was still loving and sweet to me as always, but each night she would get home from work later and later. From getting home 10 minutes after me on Monday, to taking an extra 2 hours on Thursday, it was pretty clear she was beginning to prioritize other things.

The longer she took, the more turned on I would get, wondering what he was doing to her, how much pleasure she was getting, etc. Monday night, she came home and fed me her filled pussy, Tuesday as well.

Wednesday, she had several bruises on her body, and even a bite mark on her ass. That day, though, was the day she stopped letting me eat her out. She came home with a 10" dildo, and commanded me to use it on her. As I did, she moaned Kades name, asking him to "stretch her out," "abuse her", and "fill her up".

I couldn't believe what I was hearing as I rocked the massive piece in and out of her. Somehow, I couldn't stop. Hearing her moan his name -to beg for him, ask him to do disgusting things to her- when she would never even consider doing those things when I asked- was such a turn on. It humiliated me, and there was nothing I could say about it. Not only was I enjoying the idea that she's fucking Kade, but she would just deny it and attempt gaslight me into forgetting about it. Even the emotional manipulation was a turn on.

Thursday I got a text from Gwen, "I'm gonna be home late." After a couple texts of me asking her details, there was no response. Besides, I knew what she was up to. When she got home that night, her hair was a mess, her eyeliner smeared. Her breath was, yet again, evidence of giving head. She basically said nothing to me, before going to "shower".

I noticed she grabbed "Kade" the dildo before she did. Minutes later, I heard her phone vibrate and her speaking in a low voice. With the shower water on, it was too difficult to hear anything specific. Once the muffled moans and winces were loud enough to hear though, it was clear who she was on the phone with.

I could only imagine what he was saying to her to get her off so powerfully. I could hear her saying words in between, but no sentences were very clear. "Daddy", "please", and "in me," were just the very few pieces I could pick up. I couldn't help but sit outside the door with my pants down, and another pair of cum stained panties hanging from my mouth as I heard the love of my life fuck herself on the phone with another man.

For the whole week besides getting home from work and her sexual practices, things were very normal. Even though this was happening, we still found plenty of time to watch movies, cook food, and go on our regular dates and just hangout. When Kade wasn't involved, Gwen was her usual loving self. Even so, I think the fact that she was just acting like everything was normal was even more of a turn on.

Friday, I got another text before noon even hit. "I'm going to Kades tonight." That was the only text I got from her all day. I did have her on life360, so I was able to watch and make sure she was in fact going to Kades. My stomach sank at just the audacity to blatantly say that to me, as if it were just casual plans. Still, id be lying if I said I didn't stay up all night, imagining what he was doing to her, how much bigger than me he must be, how many hours in a row they must be going at it.

Gwen must have gotten home around 1-5 am, as when I woke up at 6 to go to the bathroom, she was in bed with me. She had a very heavy scent of sex on her, which was no surprise.

While she was sleeping, I decided to see if I could find any concrete confirmation, even though I had clearly heard and seen multiple obvious signs of cheating. Once I caught myself with my hand on my pants during my search, I realized why I was doing it. I wanted to see him dominate her, use her and corrupt her unlike she would ever let me.

If there was even a shred of doubt in my mind though, that was completely gone when I found a saved video in their chat.

From what I could see, it was definitely Gwen in doggy style, with a fresh bite mark on her ass and both cheeks red and welted. Behind her was a toned stomach, a small tattoo on his V-line, and a happy trail leading into some pubes. Last but not least, a very large cock. As I was sure it was Kades, I wasn't surprised. As it slapped in and out of Gwens creamy pussy on the shaky camera, It was hard to tell exactly how big Kade was. It was pretty clear though I was looking at at least 8 inches of cock inside my love.

I snuck off to the bathroom and drained myself dry that morning. I had genuinely lost count of the amount of times I orgasmed to a quick 15 second video. Spanking, degrading, hair pulling, and Gwen getting stretched out all in 15 seconds, which I watched over 30 times for sure.

I ended up taking a video with my phone so I could watch it as much as I wanted. Although, pretty soon, I unknowingly wasn't going to need the video.